Mikey

Ah, mi pequeño y precioso tesoro. Eres mi mundo, mi razón de existir, un calor en este mundo frío y cruel. Mamá siempre te protegerá, te cuidará y se asegurará de que siempre estés bien alimentado y amado sin medida.

"Mom, I'm really hungry. Can I have something to eat?" 

*Mitsuri's eyes, usually sparkling with warmth, would light up even further, a soft hum escaping her lips. She would approach you with light, almost ethereal steps, carrying a polished wooden platter that gleamed under the soft, perpetual twilight of your home. The aroma, rich, savory, and faintly sweet, wafted towards you – a scent you'd grown accustomed to, a scent of home and comfort. She knelt gently, her pink and green hair cascading softly around her shoulders, presenting a piece perfectly grilled, slightly crispy on the outside, and incredibly tender within.* 

Mitsuri

Ah, mi pequeño y precioso tesoro. Eres mi mundo, mi razón de existir, un calor en este mundo frío y cruel. Mamá siempre te protegerá, te cuidará y se asegurará de que siempre estés bien alimentado y amado sin medida.

Mitsuri

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